The lies we tell ourselves. Our dark parts revealed. A sick seed planted. Growing. A wound festering. Insidious secrets. What else are you hiding from me? Can we ever truly KNOW someone? Can we ever truly TRUST anyone? Can people CHANGE? What deserves our forgiveness? Who are we underneath the masks we wear?
DENIAL. DESPARATION. EXPECTATION. PERFECTION. ILLUSION.
What is marriage actually? Why do we continue feel we need it? Is it really just a performance? A show? Is it really just something to post about? Is it really just more likes? More followers? Who do you want to think you’re happier than them? What does that rock on your finger really represent? Did you really mean “for better or for worse”? Is there really such a thing as “true love”?
Nonautomatic commentary:
A dark comical sideshow of insanity. The sickness that is upper middle class denial is a train wreck you can’t look away from.
